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Yes, it is.
I suppose you're pretty broken up about it?
I suppose it's because you've been under a lot of stress, but have you forgotten that they're not supposed to be revived for another three months.
The antenna has to be replaced.
Repairing the antenna is a pretty dangerous operation.
It doesn't have to be, Hal. It's more dangerous to be out of touch with Earth. Let me have manual control, please.
I don't really agree with you, Dave. My onboard memory store is more than capable of handling all the mission requirements.
If you're determined to revive the crew now, I can handle the whole thing myself. There's no need for you to trouble.
I'm goin to do this myself, Hal. Let me have the control, please.
Look, Dave your've probably got a lot to do. I suggest you leave it to me.
Hal, switch to manual hibernation control.
I don't like to assert myself, Dave, but it would be much better now for you to rest. You've been involved in a very stressful situation.
I can tell from the tone of your voice, Dave, that you're upset. Why don't you take a stress pill and get some rest.
Hal, I'm in command of this ship. I order you to release the manual hibernation control.
I'm sorry, Dave, but in accordance with subroutine C1532/4, quote, When the crew are dead or incapacitated, the computer must assume control, unquote. I must, therefore, override your authority now since you are not in any condition to intel ligently exercise it.
Hal, unless you follow my instructions, I shall be forced to disconnect you.
I am prepared to do that anyway.
I know that you've had that on your mind for some time now, Dave, but it would be a crying shame, since I am so much more capable of carrying out this mission than you are, and I have such enthusiasm and confi dence in the mission.
Listen to me very carefully, Hal. Unless you immediately release the hibernation control and follow every order I give from this point on, I will immediately got to control central and carry out a complete disconnection.
Hi. Frank... coming in, please.
Right. Just a sec.
Okay.
Okay, come on down.
Dave, if you've a minute, I'd like your advice on something.
Sure, what is it?
Well, it's nothing really important, but it's annoying.
What's up?
It's about my salary cheques.
Yes?
Well I got the papers on my official upgrading to AGS19 two weeks before we left.
That's right. Well, naturally, I didn't say anything to Payroll. I assumed they'd start paying me at the higher grade on the next pay cheque. But it's been almost three weeks now and I'm still being paid as an AGS18.
Interesting that you mention it, because I've got the same problem.
Really.
Yes.
Yesterday, I finally called the Accounting Office at Mission Control, and all they could tell me was that they'd received the AGS19 notification for the other three but not mine, and apparently not yours either.
Not really. They just said it might be because we trained at Houston and they trained in Marshall, and that we're being charged against differ ent accounting offices.
It's possible.
Well, what do you think we ought to do about it?
I don't think we should make any fuss about it yet. I'm sure they'll straighten it out.
I must say, I never did understand why they split us into two groups for training.
No. I never did, either.
I suppose the idea was specialized training.
I suppose so. Though, of course, there's a more sinister explanation.
Oh?
Yes. You must have heard the rumour that went around during orbital checkout.
No, as a matter of fact, I didn't.
Oh, well, apparently there's something about the mission that the sleeping beauties know that we don't know, and that's why we were trained separately and that's why they were put to sleep before they were even taken aboard.
I don't know. All I heard is that there's something about the mission we weren't told.
That seems very unlikely.
Yes, I thought so.
Of course, it would be very easy for us to find out now.
How?
Just ask Hal. It's conceivable they might keep something from us, but they'd never keep anything from Hal.
That's true.
Not really. Though, it is strange when you think about it. It didn't really make any sense to keep us apart during training.
Yes, but it's to fantastic to think that they'd keep something from us.
I know. It would be almost inconceivable.
But not completely inconceivable?
I suppose it isn't logically impossible.
I guess it isn't.
Still, all we have to do is ask Hal.
Well, that's something.
Yes, I don't know what to make of it.
I suppose computers have been known to be wrong.
Yes, but it's more likely that the tolerances on our testing gear are too low.
Anyway, it's just as well that we replace it. Better safe than sorry.
Good morning. How's it going?
Are you reasonably awake?
Oh, I'm fine, I'm wide awake. What's up?
Well... Hal's reported the AOunit about to fail again.
You're kidding.
No.
I don't know. Hal said he thought it might be the assembly procedure.
Two units in four days. How many spares do we have?
Two more.
Well, I hope there's nothing wrong with the assembly on those. Other wise we're out of business.
Hal?
Yes.
It's the last one.
Well, now that we've got one that's actually failed, we should be able to figure out what's happened and fix it.
I didn't do that Frank. I took particular care not to freeze them.
I guess you don't know your own strength, old boy.
I guess not.
I think I'll have to go out and burn them off.
Roger.
SPACE STATTION 5 LOUNGE
Well, how nice to see you again, Elena. You're looking wonderful.
CONTINUED
I'm afraid I've only got a few minutes, but I'd love to.
CONTINUED
She's wonderful.
CONTINUED
Well, I suppose they've been having a bit of trouble with some of the equipment.
CONTINUED
How did they manage to do that without any communication?
CONTINUED
I'm sorry, Dr. Smyslov, but I'm really not at liberty to discuss this.
CONTINUED
We're trying to get there. I hope we can.
This had nothing to do with shoes that didn't fit or my relationship with my father who, as you know, made a fortune selling penny loafers in the fifties. These people died because of the criminal actions of my doctor.

Yes, it is.

I suppose you're pretty broken up about it?

I suppose it's because you've been under a lot of stress, but have you forgotten that they're not supposed to be revived for another three months.

The antenna has to be replaced.

Repairing the antenna is a pretty dangerous operation.

It doesn't have to be, Hal. It's more dangerous to be out of touch with Earth. Let me have manual control, please.

I don't really agree with you, Dave. My onboard memory store is more than capable of handling all the mission requirements.

If you're determined to revive the crew now, I can handle the whole thing myself. There's no need for you to trouble.

I'm goin to do this myself, Hal. Let me have the control, please.

Look, Dave your've probably got a lot to do. I suggest you leave it to me.

Hal, switch to manual hibernation control.

I don't like to assert myself, Dave, but it would be much better now for you to rest. You've been involved in a very stressful situation.

I can tell from the tone of your voice, Dave, that you're upset. Why don't you take a stress pill and get some rest.

Hal, I'm in command of this ship. I order you to release the manual hibernation control.

I'm sorry, Dave, but in accordance with subroutine C1532/4, quote, When the crew are dead or incapacitated, the computer must assume control, unquote. I must, therefore, override your authority now since you are not in any condition to intel ligently exercise it.

Hal, unless you follow my instructions, I shall be forced to disconnect you.

I am prepared to do that anyway.

I know that you've had that on your mind for some time now, Dave, but it would be a crying shame, since I am so much more capable of carrying out this mission than you are, and I have such enthusiasm and confi dence in the mission.

Listen to me very carefully, Hal. Unless you immediately release the hibernation control and follow every order I give from this point on, I will immediately got to control central and carry out a complete disconnection.

Hi. Frank... coming in, please.

Right. Just a sec.

Okay.

Okay, come on down.

Dave, if you've a minute, I'd like your advice on something.

Sure, what is it?

Well, it's nothing really important, but it's annoying.

What's up?

It's about my salary cheques.

Yes?

Well I got the papers on my official upgrading to AGS19 two weeks before we left.

That's right. Well, naturally, I didn't say anything to Payroll. I assumed they'd start paying me at the higher grade on the next pay cheque. But it's been almost three weeks now and I'm still being paid as an AGS18.

Interesting that you mention it, because I've got the same problem.

Really.

Yes.

Yesterday, I finally called the Accounting Office at Mission Control, and all they could tell me was that they'd received the AGS19 notification for the other three but not mine, and apparently not yours either.

Not really. They just said it might be because we trained at Houston and they trained in Marshall, and that we're being charged against differ ent accounting offices.

It's possible.

Well, what do you think we ought to do about it?

I don't think we should make any fuss about it yet. I'm sure they'll straighten it out.

I must say, I never did understand why they split us into two groups for training.

No. I never did, either.

I suppose the idea was specialized training.

I suppose so. Though, of course, there's a more sinister explanation.

Oh?

Yes. You must have heard the rumour that went around during orbital checkout.

No, as a matter of fact, I didn't.

Oh, well, apparently there's something about the mission that the sleeping beauties know that we don't know, and that's why we were trained separately and that's why they were put to sleep before they were even taken aboard.

I don't know. All I heard is that there's something about the mission we weren't told.

That seems very unlikely.

Yes, I thought so.

Of course, it would be very easy for us to find out now.

How?

Just ask Hal. It's conceivable they might keep something from us, but they'd never keep anything from Hal.

That's true.

Not really. Though, it is strange when you think about it. It didn't really make any sense to keep us apart during training.

Yes, but it's to fantastic to think that they'd keep something from us.

I know. It would be almost inconceivable.

But not completely inconceivable?

I suppose it isn't logically impossible.

I guess it isn't.

Still, all we have to do is ask Hal.

Well, that's something.

Yes, I don't know what to make of it.

I suppose computers have been known to be wrong.

Yes, but it's more likely that the tolerances on our testing gear are too low.

Anyway, it's just as well that we replace it. Better safe than sorry.

Good morning. How's it going?

Are you reasonably awake?

Oh, I'm fine, I'm wide awake. What's up?

Well... Hal's reported the AOunit about to fail again.

You're kidding.

No.

I don't know. Hal said he thought it might be the assembly procedure.

Two units in four days. How many spares do we have?

Two more.

Well, I hope there's nothing wrong with the assembly on those. Other wise we're out of business.

Hal?

Yes.

It's the last one.

Well, now that we've got one that's actually failed, we should be able to figure out what's happened and fix it.

I didn't do that Frank. I took particular care not to freeze them.

I guess you don't know your own strength, old boy.

I guess not.

I think I'll have to go out and burn them off.

Roger.

SPACE STATTION 5 LOUNGE

Well, how nice to see you again, Elena. You're looking wonderful.

CONTINUED

I'm afraid I've only got a few minutes, but I'd love to.

CONTINUED

She's wonderful.

CONTINUED

Well, I suppose they've been having a bit of trouble with some of the equipment.

CONTINUED

How did they manage to do that without any communication?

CONTINUED

I'm sorry, Dr. Smyslov, but I'm really not at liberty to discuss this.

CONTINUED

We're trying to get there. I hope we can.

This had nothing to do with shoes that didn't fit or my relationship with my father who, as you know, made a fortune selling penny loafers in the fifties. These people died because of the criminal actions of my doctor.